William: I want my mum. I want my dad.
Blue Clown: No need. No need for family. New family now.
William: Why are you doing this to me? Why have you done this to my face?
Blue Clown: Done? What done? Done nothing. Clown not learned. Clown chosen in the mudderwomb. Clown does not become: Clown is. Clown is not made: Clown is born.
Blue Clown: No need. No need for family. New family now.
William: Why are you doing this to me? Why have you done this to my face?
Blue Clown: Done? What done? Done nothing. Clown not learned. Clown chosen in the mudderwomb. Clown does not become: Clown is. Clown is not made: Clown is born.
— Some Children Wander by Mistake, by John Connolly
"It's not a pocket. Those aren't scarves. You startled me and clowns expel our viscera when we think that we're in danger."
Girl: But the makeup and hair come off, don't they?
Father: That's called "molting."
Father: That's called "molting."
